Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Feng Yimo followed fengjihui and stood by the vast Mochou Lake. He didn't say a word for a long time. He was silent since he said "my father's name is Fengyuliang Wai". He could feel the deep sadness from fengjihui.

"Your mother's name is Feng Mochou because she was born by Mochou Lake. I named her Mochou. The two words missing on the jade pendant are Mochou. She has been a genius since she was a child. No, she is the best of all the geniuses. At the age of ten, she practises three levels of Qi, twelve levels of Qi and ten levels of Qi, and eighteen levels of Qi. She is the most promising one for all the Feng family disciples to build a foundation. However, on her eighteenth birthday, everything changed. " The wind will sound ethereal, as if telling a story, wind Yi Mo don't understand why she said mother, not father.

"Mo Chou was smart and studious when he was a child. He worked hard even on his birthday. However, on her birthday, she went outside the city. When she came back, she saved a man. He was hurt a lot. He was kind-hearted. She left him in Feng's house and took good care of him. But I don't know that two months later, the man got well and even proposed to marry Mo Chou. Naturally, I don't agree. In order to keep the blood pure, the Feng family, on the one hand, doesn't allow the woman of the Feng family to marry someone with a different surname; on the other hand, the man has no clear origin and can't marry Mo Chou rashly. Who knows, two people actually secretly have the reality of husband and wife

Ah? Feng Yi Mo is silly. Is that man father Feng Yuliang? I didn't feel like it. Sure enough, fengjihui went on: "I was very angry at that time. According to the family rules, something happened without getting married. I needed to be put to death in a pig cage. I ordered Mo Chou to be locked up and be put to death the next day. But Mo Chou knelt down and pleaded with me, saying that it doesn't matter to die, and asked that the child be born and then executed. "

"I was completely stunned. I vomited blood on the spot, so I wanted to slap her to death, so as not to be disgraced. However, seeing her pathetic eyes, I couldn't bear to let her go secretly. I didn't have the right to be her daughter! Child, your mother is my daughter, I am your grandfather Feng Jihui's kind eyes turn to Feng Yimo. He knows that her daughter is no longer alive. When she left, she said that she would never set foot in Feng's home. If she really came back, it would be the descendants who came back with the jade pendant. At that time, she was dead.

Feng Yimo was stunned by this sudden change. He thought it was his grandfather's family, but he became his grandfather's family. And so on. What about dad? Where's dad?

As if aware of Feng Yimo's doubts, Feng Jihui sighed and said: "at the beginning, I didn't agree with your mother to marry your father. In a rage, he left without any news. Feng Yuliang is a servant of Feng family. He was sent to take care of your mother who is pregnant. After your mother was pregnant with you, her accomplishments disappeared and she became a mortal. That's why I was very angry. The wind family was expected to have another golden elixir monk in ten years, but it was destroyed by your father. Do you think I should hate him

Feng Yimo is silent, still digesting the words of Feng Jihui, only with a bitter smile. My mother suddenly had no cultivation. It was because she was devoured by the spirit silkworm. The culprit was herself! If her mother still had the ability to build a foundation, how could she be bullied by the Zhou family? After a while, he still summoned up the courage to ask: "what's my father's name?"

"Mozi rain!"

Feng Yimo understood, Yimo, Yimo.

Feng Xinping is 14 years old. He is smart and capable. At a young age, he is already a second level practitioner of refining gas. He used to serve young master Feng Qilin, but the master ordered him to be transferred to a young master named Feng Yimo. He was very reluctant. Master Lin is the eldest son of the eldest son of the family leader. It is said that he is the first candidate for the next family leader. He has a bright future. He is also deeply trusted by master Lin. he always rewards some spirit stones and elixirs for cultivation. Otherwise, he would not have made such great progress.

That's good. He's in a different book. Feng Xinping is in a bad mood. If it wasn't for the owner to upgrade the two inferior spirit stones to four, he might even hit the wall. However, when I saw young master Biao, I was still impressed by his appearance. He had a sword eyebrow and a star in his eyes. His face was as beautiful as jade. He was so handsome and elegant. On the contrary, young master Lin looks ordinary. Compared with young master Biao in front of him, he is one heaven and one earth. But what's the use of being good-looking? As soon as he saw that Feng Yimo didn't have any spiritual power, he knew that master Biao was a mortal. It was more unfair for him to let a friar serve a mortal.

"Yes, master watch!" Fengxin's expressionless salute to fengyimo is very serious.

Feng Yimo originally left immediately after seeing Feng's family and didn't want to stay. After seeing the cruelty of blood sacrifice, he was still scared. But Feng Ji would love his grandson. Since he found here, he would not let his grandson be displaced and wander around.

Feng Yimo can't tell the story of blood sacrifice. The whole city doesn't know that it happened. He can't say that he has seen the bloody scene, so he lives temporarily and waits for the chance to leave. Looking at the young monk in front of him, he knew that his grandfather had sent him to watch and protect himself.

Before, my grandfather asked if he had practiced, but he denied it. He didn't say anything, so he arranged a different hospital. This place is located in the back street of Fengjia's courtyard. It has two houses, 20 feet long from east to west and 10 feet wide from north to south. A pear tree is planted in the middle of the courtyard. It's autumn, and the pear tree is covered with golden ripe pears. The breeze blows, and there are bursts of fruit fragrance.

"Hello, hard work!" Feng Yi greets Feng Xinping with a smile on his face. His followers, who are similar to himself at this age, are resentful. If you think about it, he is a second-class air refining monk who serves himself as a mortal. Naturally, he feels uncomfortable."What should we do, master Biao? What's your plan today?" Fengxinping is still cold.

Wind Yi Mo looked at the new home, feel the lack of bedding, cabinets, desks and other items, then said: "let's go shopping."

As the soldiers and civilians returning to the city to watch the excitement, the city of Baihua becomes lively again. The flower appreciation meeting continues, and the knocked down flowers are put in order again, which is a prosperous scene.

Feng Xinping looks at the young master who is walking in front of him. His anger is ignited a little. He really regards himself as a servant. He is allowed to carry all the things he bought. Master Tanglin's bookboy turns out to be a valet, and his face is lost.

But the wind Yi Mo doesn't seem to know these at all, move on. In front is a main street, the road is spacious, on both sides of the road are placed thousands of pots of flowers, all chrysanthemums, different varieties, fragrant flowers. Feng Yimo just walked into the street, dozens of butterflies that had been lingering on the chrysanthemum came one after another, and began to dance around him, attracting countless residents.

Feng Xinping looks at the scene in front of him in surprise. Is the young master a master of insect training? It seems to confirm his idea, more butterflies come in, all kinds of colors, and soon form a butterfly cloud over fengyimo, which is magnificent, and everyone claps their hands.